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I have keys that don't unlock any doors. I have fans but I am not famous. I have a screen that doesn't keep the bugs away. What am I?
I’m born in the day, but fade in the night, I dance with light, yet bring no fright. I stretch and shift as hours pass by, But shrink away when clouds fill the sky. I follow your steps wherever you tread, Yet in the dark, I’m easily shed.
I build without bricks, yet towers I raise, I’m found in your nights and brighten your days. I speak without sound, yet I make you sing, In silence I’m loud, and in stillness, I bring. What am I?
In the heart of a labyrinth, I am not found, yet I surround the center, unbound. I am always coming but never arrive, I have a head, but never weep, I have a bed, but never sleep, I have a mouth, but never speak. I am a force that's felt, but never seen, I am a presence that's known, but never gleaned. What am I?
I stand atop the food chain, cloaked in tales and mystery, Guardian of ancient lands, a shadow in the history My strength unmatched, my power feared, Yet in my crucial hour, I faltered, disappeared What am I?
I have keys but open no locks, I have space but no room, You can enter but never leave. What am I?
I speak without a mouth and hear without ears. I have no body, but I come alive with wind. What am I?
I have keys but open no locks, I have space but no room, You can enter but not go outside, What am I?
In rows I stand with bottles tight, To heal the day or soothe the night. Prescriptions filled with care and speed, For every ache, I'm what you need. What am I?
I am a traveler with neither legs nor wings, In every corner of the world, my song sings. I can lift you high or drag you low, Invisible to all, yet my presence you’ll know. I am found in both silence and sound, In the deepest void and where life abounds. I touch the oceans, the mountains, the plains, Without me, existence wanes. What am I?
I am a paradox both simple and grand, In constant flux, yet I always stand. I am neither here nor there, Yet I am always everywhere. No matter the time, I am never late, A constant guide, though I don't dictate. What am I?
I am both a tool and a treasure, Hidden within, my worth you’ll measure. In silence, I dwell, though I can roar, I’m shaped by the heat and the craftsman’s chore. In battles, I aid, though not on the field, And without me, many would not be healed. What am I?
I have keys that don't unlock any doors. I have fans but I am not famous. I have a screen that doesn't keep the bugs away. What am I?